So here we are we catch ourselves in 2014 and what a magnolia year it has been!......... Well nothings happened politically unless your a member of UKIP in which case you can fuck off in all ways as your a Nazi Fuck Face and how dare you say such things about Lenny Henry.
So for the last ten years Ive been trying to find a copy of an album that apparently doesn't exist. It's a UFO remix one from 1993 and I know it existed as I had it on CD and I only lost it when I had my car lost/stolen in Frankfurt in the Summer of 2000 after a bout of memory loss at Dorian Greys under Frankfurt airport. I say lost/stolen as I was peaches when I parked it and 2 days later all the streets looked the same and gave up looking for it and reported it stolen.
Anyway an old friend sent it to us today so fuck all you people that said I was imagining it. So I'm listening to it now and remembering lots of stuff from 1993 and 1994 and beyond and it gets Me thinking, we are all in our late 30's and early 40's now and as I look back we are all from a generation that when presented with something We looked at it inquisitively and instead of saying Why?........... We just said why not!
So that's it in this world we live in of bent nihilism and social media led segregation where a nod and a wink seems to means nothing. Are our kids just going to live in a world that resembles Logans Run?....... (you die at 30)
When I was younger you would try anything with trust and without any fear, a C90 cassette would have anything from HipHop to Acid Jazz to a shity House mix on it but you'd listen to it and appreciate its work, or you'd be handed some pills in different colours which were all E's which cost 15 quid plus, Lemon and Limes, Pink Pigs, Quarter Pounders and Speckled Doves to mention but a few. You didn't questin it you just thought, "Oooh I'll give that a try!" I remember one night back in 1992, I think it was at Bowlers when Moby was on my friend Ben went to get sorted and came back with two bags full off white powder, the conversation went like this:-
Ben - Sorted mate coke and ket
Me - Cor nice one which ones which?
Ben - Don't know
Me - Let's dab them we'll know then
Ben - Yeah
DABDABDABDABDAB
Me - They both taste as shit as each other which ones the ket my face has gone numb?
Ben - Don't know lets just mix them together
Me - Yeah!
Ben - Yeaaah!
............................................................. Yeah so I spent the night unable to move sat in a speaker with a furious erection, good night though kept getting touched up by birds in neon cycling shorts with one peice swim suits over the top....... oh if only I could go back!
So we got older and possibly wiser but I'm sure my outlook still says the same. We are of a breed that says why not and not why?
So if anyone reading this falls into the exclusive Why Not? club you can agree with me when anyone asks you what have you done with your life? you can respond :-
"Well pretty much everything I've wanted to do and a lot of things I haven't plus stuff you would only dream of doing as you asked me that question........ And why?......... Well why the fuck not!"
As an awful foot note I have just been told that one of the greatest Why Not people in the country has sadly left us the fantastic Patricia Bertram. RIP. I only met her a few times but she was a tiny woman with a huge heart. The first time I met her was when my Best Pal Dan took over a pub in Cockermouth and I went across to see him, when i got there everyone was drunk and she sensed I was a bit out of place and as she came back from the loo and demanded a taxi be rang for her she dragged me down and gave me a gentle scrub on the head and said, "I think you'll fit in here just fine." I then bought her drink.
